"Far out in the forest stood the most charming little fir tree. It had plenty of room to grow in, lots of sunshine, and all the fresh air it wanted, and it was surrounded on all sides by tall, sturdy comrades, pine trees as well as firs..."
"But this particular little fir tree was so anxious to grow up that it gave no thought to the warm sunshine or fresh air; and it paid no attention to the merry chatter of the children who came into the woods looking for wild strawberries or blackberries..."
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